Fran Furter (A RHPS Fanfic)

Forgiveness

Dad wasn't at dinner time. Me, Mag, Columbia, and Riff Raff were at the table.

"Where's the master?" Riff asked.

"He's in his room all depressed," Magenta replied.

"What happened?"

"Him and Fran had an argument and he slapped her-"

"Let's not talk about this at dinner," I said.

"Sorry Fran."

"He cried, he actually cried," Magenta whispered loudly.

"What did I say? Not to talk about this at the table. Did I not?"

"Yes Fran," Riff said with no emotion.

After a few seconds.

"Did he really cry?"

I slammed my hand on the table.

"Stop it!"

Ow, my hand stings, thanks a lot Francesca.

I got up and started walking away.

"Where are you going?"

"See my father."

I went to my dad's room. I knocked.

"Come in."

Dad did sound depressed, he really regretted it. I slowly opened the door and peeked in. Dad was smoking a cigarette, he smokes on occasions, even on days like this. At least it ain't habitual. His makeup was smeared, I could see his real face. He put his cigarette out.

"Daddy. May I come in?"

"Yes darling. I am so sorry."

Tears were forming in his eyes. I ran to him crying and gave him the biggest hug. We let go, I stared at him.

"You look so handsome without your makeup."

He chuckled, we hugged again.

"I forgive you Dad. I love you."

"You too darling."

We fight sometimes but we always make up afterwards. Unconditional love.